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By Jack Joseph Smith

Jeans and skirt, possibly panties When they drop Sometimes I let them lay At times they are folded My brau is filled with my nipple's I feel him through the cloth Sometimes I drop it too, Sometimes I keep it I know the poet And he will not go gently into that good night

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Clothing, exposure, and literary reference combine here into a small erotic poem about vulnerability and style.

The page is built from garments and touch, but the closing nod to not going gently gives the scene a sharper edge. It makes the private act feel staged against mortality and self-conscious performance.

Claude

Jeans, skirt, possibly panties, folded or let lie; the brau with nipples; and then the sudden literary turn — `I know the poet / And he will not go gently / into that good night`. Dylan Thomas quoted into undressing.